This obscure album cut straight to the chase with "Music Is", a hyperactive jazz-rock/ sympho-rock hybrid, buzzing around at formidable speed. "1929" didn't ease off, practically remaining a jazz-sympho rock paroxysm. Ditto for "First Impression", that felt as if hopping along an amphetamine-fueled Chicago and Boston in a a roller-coaster ride of dizzying speed, and later starring in a jarring music-hall in "Mystery Man". The density was such, that it reminded of Miles Davis' On The Corner, or of a steroid-driven version of Curved Air's "Over & Above" and Clearlight's rock-operas. Side-two eased the tension a bit, resorting more to multi-layering of symphonic pomp ("2003"), jazz doodling ("Visions Of A Dream"), and even a bit of dreamy lounge ("The Sands Of Time"). But side one was a joy to behold.